The Fucking Eagle

The Fucking Eagle desperately searched for a sword that they would often annihilate It was a fairly weird approach to life, to me and my wife, but not to the Eagle, who considered that the idea was amazing. Bizarrely, a sword would be the item that was chosen.

The Fucking Eagle desperately looked for a chocolate bar to smash. One might say this is a new idea, to my mum, but not to the Eagle, who thought it was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a chocolate bar is the thing to opt for.

The Fucking Eagle owned a little monkey that they would often worship. It should be a fairly original suggestion, to me and my children, but not to the Eagle, who expected that the idea was spectacular. A little monkey would be the thing that was chosen.

The Fucking Eagle needed a crown that they would often put on his head. This might appear to be a fairly odd operation, to me and my wife, but not to the Eagle, who assumed that this idea was the most awesome idea. Honestly, a crown is the item to opt for.

The Fucking Eagle desired a crown to drop. It might have been a new undertaking, to my dad, but not to the Eagle, who considered that it was in fact, fun. Who would have imagined, a crown is the item to choose.

The Fucking Eagle desperately looked for a cup to hug. It should be a fairly odd idea, to me and my husband, but not to the Eagle, who had decided it was fun. Remarkably, a cup was the item that was selected.